Si Sheng pulled a chair over, sat down in front of Baha, with his legs raised.

She asked: "What did Fan Zicheng ask you to do?"

"He gave me a map and asked the Feng Shui master to choose the best geographical location. Let me check it one by one according to these." Baha swallowed and replied tremblingly.

He was not afraid, but hurt.

"How is the investigation?"

"More than 90%, but no results were achieved." Baha said, "maybe the wrong direction at the beginning. It may be that the luck is not good, at the remaining few points."

It is precisely because there are so many investigations that Fan Zicheng feels that his hopes are slim, so he considers finding a map to make a living.

"You have never doubted that Loulan Village is a government city?" Si Sheng asked coldly.

"This," Baha stumbled, "It is unlikely. The maze village is not a Feng Shui treasure land, let alone... it operates on time every day and is a finished product. But the government city is a semi-finished product, and it cannot be 'living'. It can only be from the same master."

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes: "Then why do you record its route changes every day?"

“…”

Baha is dumb.

"Drone hovering in the sky on time every day," Si Sheng said slowly, taking out a stack of maps of the Maze Village from the table, "Oh, and these drawings..."

"Theoretically, it is impossible for the government city to use our village as the entrance." Baha continued, "I think the maze village is involved with the government city, so I recorded it."

"Oh." Si Sheng answered lightly and asked again, "How long has it been recorded?"

"400 days." Baha thought for a while, "there are changes every day, and it is a cycle of one year, and now it is repeated."

Si Sheng said "Oh" again and took the stack of drawings in a noble manner.

“…”

Seeing this scene, Baha's heart was about to crack.

Damn, bandit.

After putting the drawings in a backpack, Si Sheng asked politely, "I took away all the things, are you okay?"

“…”

Baha's expression was stiff and severe, and he didn't want to talk to him.

"Don't be so stingy, it's useless for you to keep it anyway. You might as well give it to me, maybe I can bring it to you."

“…”

This sentence has no comfort effect at all.

When everyone talked about this, Si Sheng asked Baha other questions, and Baha simply gave in and gave in to himself.

Si Sheng: "How often do you contact Fan Zicheng?"

Baha: "Half a month."

Si Sheng: "When was the last time I contacted?"

Baha: "Ten days ago, he asked me to give a woman some information."

Si Sheng: "What information?"

Baha: "The village map this week, as well as the local human geography and so on."

Si Sheng: "It's gone?"

Baha: "It's gone."

Si Sheng: "Don't contact you again after that?"

Baha: "No."

When asked this, Si Sheng paused slightly.

She originally thought that Fan Zicheng would be in the same group as Rong Bo and Concubine Xu, but she didn't expect... Rong Bo and Concubine Xu were also used as gunmen by Fan Zicheng. Fan Zicheng didn't believe anyone at all, and he had a hand in front of anyone.

Si Sheng: "How did you contact Fan Zicheng?"

Baha: "He will contact me on his own initiative, and the number changes every time, not long."

Si Sheng: "..." As cautious as ever.

...

After asking some questions one after another, Si Sheng guessed that he should have finished asking before he prepared his information and got up.

After a while.

After checking all the information, she left some unusable things for Baha, and then walked to the door.

When she stepped over the broken door, she paused, looked back at him suddenly, and threw down a sentence lightly, "Stay well in the village, maybe you will see the city of the government for a day."

“…”

Baha's heart moved.

He watched Si Sheng go away.

*

At three o'clock in the morning, Si Sheng came to the residence of the Duan sisters and saw the bored Ding Jing and the men brought by the two sister groups who fell to the ground.

Ding Jing played with the bamboo flute. When he saw Si Sheng coming, he raised his eyebrows and praised: "Your hidden weapon is so easy to use."

"……Um."

Si Sheng accepted the praise.

"Everything goes well?" Ding Jing asked.

"Everything goes well." Si Sheng nodded.

"Okay, I've got it too." Ding Jing said, then holding a bamboo flute in his hand and pointed it in. "The people who should be put down have been put down. With your silver injection dose, they should be able to sleep until dawn. Now there are only two Duan sisters left. I didn't touch them."

"oh."

Si Sheng responded and walked in.

Ding Jing followed closely behind.

After a pause, Si Sheng turned his head and looked at her helplessly.

After the audition was held, Ding Jing could understand what she meant. He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, explaining: "I'll just put it at the door and let the air go."

“…”

I see you are ready to move and want to take action by yourself.

With a sigh, Si Sheng acknowledged Ding Jing's behavior and then walked towards the residence of the Duan sisters.

It's very convenient, these two sisters live together.

This time—

Si Sheng stood at the door and took out an iron wire. Five seconds later, he quietly pried the lock.

The old-fashioned door was pushed open with a "crunch" sound, which was very harsh. However, at the moment the sound was heard, Si Sheng flashed into the room, and Duan Tongyue was shot by Si Sheng's silver needle before she could finish her chanting of "sister".

She fell down.

Duan Tongxing didn't. He turned over immediately and then jumped out of bed, but—

She is no match for Si Sheng.

He was soon captured by Si Sheng.

Duan Tongxing raised his breath and wanted to shout for help, but Si Sheng stuffed a pair of smelly socks, which made her eyes turn pale and she couldn't say anything.

She raised her eyes angrily.
Chapter completed!